Tiberius Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 Tiberius was sitting in McCloud Ranch, getting ready for his trip to Corneria City. He used some temporary hair dye to make some Ts on his muzzle so he would look different. He got his fake ID, which was flawless, and put it in his wallet, putting that in his pants. He put his jacket on and walked out to his craft. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kursed Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 Tiberius was sitting in McCloud Ranch, getting ready for his trip to Corneria City. He used some temporary hair dye to make some Ts on his muzzle so he would look different. He got his fake ID, which was flawless, and put it in his wallet, putting that in his pants. He put his jacket on and walked out to his craft."I still don't see how that's going to work."Said a Red Vixen/Wolf Hybrid as she walked into the room her facial expression made her look some what content ,but dying.Meanwhile In the skies of Corneria a blue and white Craft entered the atmopshere the pilot plotting in coordinates to a Large Field near the ranch.On the planet Cerina Krystal trains in the new Palaces Courtyard jumping from high places younger Cerinians would be afraid of reaching..."I miss Fox and Lylat...,but I suppose it's better this way."Krystal muttered to herself looking over the courtyard able to see the palace walls from her position. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asper Sarnoff Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 (Red? I think you may have placed it in the wrong board.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kursed Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 (Red? I think you may have placed it in the wrong board.)(yeah I was goign to say that ,but more than likely some mod would have moved it.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asper Sarnoff Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 (Okay, we should get it moved as soon as Sideways pops by again.)Meanwhile, the roar of a powerfull engine echoed trought the streets of Corneria City. Bypasser stopped up and gasped in shook as a sleek, black sports car thundered past at a reckless speed, closely followed by a police cars, flying sirens and blues.Behind the wheel of the Arthorius BiteShark (Credit to those who can figure out that synonym puzzle.) Odin let out a sly grin as he threw another look in the rearviw mirror. The police car was struggling to keep up, even in the tight traffic. Odin threw the car past a slow moving buss and revealed a long streetch of open road. He stamped the accelerator to the floor, the thunder from the powerhouse in front of him roose into a frantic crescendo as it fried the tires up to over 200 miles per hour. The police car started to fall behind, both unwilling and unable to keep up.Odin let out a loud laugher to himself before he threw his head back and howled in triumph.He stepped on the brakes and flinged the car into a sidestreet, the police was nowhere to be seen anymore.Good for him. He had been doing this a lot of times now, playing cat and mouse with the authorities. But he figured he didn't want to strain his luck to far. After all, the fine for racing at four times the speed limit, evading numerous pursuits, and even blowing the engine of a police car wich tried to keep up with him once, could be pretty high. And even if his dad had the financial backbone to buy a small moon, he had told him time and time again that he wouldn't be a safety net for him. If he got himself up in some mess with the autorities, he would have to get out of it himself. That's what one learnt from.He keept going at slow speeds now, evading attention as he started to draw close to his garage. The car was only gargling happily now, as it were glad to stretch it's legs and show the cops it's finned back. It was a rebel, like him.Odin stopped it outside a garage door, walked out aunlocked it before he got back in and drove the car into safety. He shut it off and walked up to the garage door again, throwing suspicious glances up and down the street for anyone that might have seen him. But it was empty, as most dark alleys like this were. Satisfied, he closed the door again and locked it tight.He let his hands run along the curvy fenders of the car as he walked past it. "We did good today, we did good." He mumbled, as he believed somehow it could hear him.He took the ladder up to the second floor, his apartment.The roof heigh was quite tall, which was required for someone of his build. There was an old sofa along the wall, with a pillow and a thick carpet. In front of it stood a solidly built wooden table, with a laptop on it. The only thing in the room that seemed new and expensive. In a corner there was an improvised kitchen, with a small cooker, fridge and closet. A door lead into the cramped bathroom, and to keep him in shape, there was a couple of heavy weights lying around, and a well worn punching bag hanging from the ceiling. He didn't have a cell phone, as they were to easy to track. His laptop had been encrypted tough, and were completely safe.It wasn't much, but it was home.He took of his leather jacket and threw it on the sofa before he walked up to the fridge and took a look inside. As normal, there were a couple of things there. But none of them that he knew with little effort could be combined into something remotely eatable. He grabbed a box of milk and took a long drink, almost emptying it before he put it back and slammed the door shut. He'd have to got out to get something to eat. He didn't feel for going shopping right now. The nearest grocer was quite far away, and he would have to wait some time and change to number plates on his car before he took that out for a spin again.He decided he would go out and eat at Tony's instead. It was a small restaurant not very far away. Cheap, good food, and not to many cochroached and rats. He grabbed hold of his jacket again before he walked out and slammed the door behind himself.(I might come up with another character to fill out a position on the Starwolf team later on. But it doesn't seem like there is any hurry for that yet?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kursed Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 (Was going to say SharkBite whoaha! ,but that was SharkBait ...... something to do with SharkBite though) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tiberius Posted January 9, 2010 Author Share Posted January 9, 2010 crap. I just realized I put that in the request. Let me fix that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asper Sarnoff Posted January 9, 2010 Share Posted January 9, 2010 (Was going to say SharkBite whoaha! ,but that was SharkBait ...... something to do with SharkBite though)(Arthur was the first name of one of the Chevrolet brothers. Sharks bite, and their relatives, sting. StingRay was a call name for some of the Corvettes.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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